A few people went to the main hall reception room.
Ji Teng usually only stays in the resting room and here, so only these two places are considered clean.
As long as one deliberately ignores the huge hole in the roof, it is barely tolerable.
Wei Yingying held her temper, but couldn't lash out at Ji Teng: "Where are the servants in the mansion?"
Ji Teng lowered his eyes: "It's cold, they haven't woken up yet."
"Really acting like their own masters. If they haven't woken up, does that mean you haven't had breakfast either?"
Ji Teng spoke softly: "I don't have the habit of eating breakfast."
It's not that he doesn't have the habit, he probably doesn't have anything to eat at all.
Wei Yingying's face turned cold: "But I want to eat. Aren't we supposed to at least be able to have a meal when we come in?"
These words made Ji Teng stunned. He rubbed his fingers helplessly.
"It's a hardship for you."
"I will learn to cook."
